Li Xiaobai flashed a cold smile, displaying a set of pearly white teeth. With a pinch, he activated a golden talisman in his hand, turned around, and vanished from the spot—a true man never looks back at an explosion.
The halved piece of green bamboo fell to the ground under the desperate gaze of the Ninth Prince. Then, a wild spread of Immortal Yuan erupted, blasting him into a mist of blood that scattered with the wind.
By the time the high-ranking families arrived, all they could see was a scene of utter carnage.
"Dammit, dammit!"
"Daring to brazenly assassinate a scion of my Great Flame Dynasty, Li Xiaobai, my Great Flame Dynasty and you are irreconcilable enemies!"
"Quick, his aura is still within Yan City, catch him immediately!"
Yan Nian's eyes were filled with rage as blood kept flowing from the ruins and debris, silently narrating the tragedy of the Great Flame Dynasty.
A few breaths later.